http://www.brainpickings.org/2015/05/29/luiz-eating-animals-octopus/
There was an awesome short video on Facebook last week (which sadly I can't find now). The octopus was walking on the beach, not slithering, walking! And carrying a little coconut shell boat that when he reached the water, he set down and climbed in. The video was amazing, and if I can find it, I'll post it here. Seeing the octopus walk blew me away. I mean, who knew? It makes me want to take another look at all my assumptions, of which I'm sure there are many. Even though I’m 67, I still have my “issues” -- personal and political, foremost of which is worry about how people treat each other (and the other animals) and the planet.
Still it seems I have hope. Hope that I can become a vegan, hope that I can be more curious and brave than I am fearful, hope that we humans can treat each other and the animals so much better than we too often have. This is a lot of hope to hold in the face of a lot of odds. I feed myself inspiration as often as I can to nurture that hope (and its manifested results) along. Some of that inspiration comes from people I don't know. Some of it comes from people I do. Friends, who inspire me with their care and love for this world.
In the late 60s, in the Women’s Liberation Movement, we used to say that “the personal is political”. What I’m talking about here is personal; it’s also political. How we treat octopi, each other, and ourselves. How we might do it all creatively, respectfully, compassionately. Every bit of all of it, down to the last earthworm. It would probably be a good idea to re-consider many of our long-held assumptions ~ about earthworms, octopi, all of the various "others" we fear.
xo,Still it seems I have hope. Hope that I can become a vegan, hope that I can be more curious and brave than I am fearful, hope that we humans can treat each other and the animals so much better than we too often have. This is a lot of hope to hold in the face of a lot of odds. I feed myself inspiration as often as I can to nurture that hope (and its manifested results) along. Some of that inspiration comes from people I don't know. Some of it comes from people I do. Friends, who inspire me with their care and love for this world.
In the late 60s, in the Women’s Liberation Movement, we used to say that “the personal is political”. What I’m talking about here is personal; it’s also political. How we treat octopi, each other, and ourselves. How we might do it all creatively, respectfully, compassionately. Every bit of all of it, down to the last earthworm. It would probably be a good idea to re-consider many of our long-held assumptions ~ about earthworms, octopi, all of the various "others" we fear.
Gayle
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